Mo Yujian raised his brows in confusion.
He wanted to ask further but the girl had turned away and led him in, her long hair fluttering against the wind, carrying the faint scent that was slightly sweet and fresh, mixed with a bit of medicinal herbs. The scent which had become more and more familiar with him as time passed along.
Standing here, at this place where he disguised as Yu Jingzhi—now as Mo Yujian—he actually felt a bit guilty and awkward.
He followed Ouyang Xueqing's guide deep into the wilderness of Heavenly Cloud Forest where the trees became so dense with wild plants growing around that they had to jump and leap around to get through.
Ouyang Xueqing was a girl who couldn't stand silence, so she started to chat, "Before my father—I mean, Imperial Father—died, he entrusted me with something that Sheng Li left behind."
Mo Yujian stared at the top of her head with slight surprise.
